The grand occasion of the Battle of Quhe once again reappeared on the south bank of Zhanghe River!

Facing nearly 20,000 Yuan Jun, the narrow Hanjia Bridge was like a thin drain pipe under the swimming pool, which could not meet the need for retreat at all. Especially in fear, everyone rushed upwards, and the bridge filled with people was blocked and difficult to move. With the crackling sound, the wooden fences on both sides were squeezed out. Yuan Jun, who had lost his balance, fell into the cold river like dumplings.

Although the Zhang River is not frozen now, the river water is still biting cold. Yuan Jun, wearing heavy leather and iron armor, slept in the water for a few minutes, and was easily frozen by the frozen wood, and then sank to the bottom of the river like a weight.

On the banks of the river, more Yuan troops were squeezed into the river by the formation. In front of them, you could see the axe and gun formation like Cao Bing's lawn mower raised up and down, harvesting life with blood, but Yuan troops had no power to fight back, just like the Roman army surrounded by Hannibal in the Battle of Canny!

Tens of thousands of people were completely surrounded, compressed and crowded in a narrow space of only a few thousand square meters. People were next to each other, crowded with people, and even pulled the bow and swayed the knife. The battle completely turned into a one-sided massacre. The axe and spearmen in the front row just stabbed, and the crossbowmen in the back row didn't even need to aim. They could always pick up the head if they shot randomly.

Even when he was hit by a crossbow, Yuan Jun who was injured and fell to the ground could not even fall down! The entire Zhang River bank completely became a slaughterhouse!

As for Yuan Shang, who had just shouted that the person who retreated was dead and that he would not retreat, he had retreated back to the north bank of Hanjia Bridge. The crowd that had just fallen down on the bridge was his masterpiece. The steel sword in his hand was full of blood, all of which were his own blood.

It was also considered that he was not retreating, but chasing the deserter! He was panting, and his hands holding the sword were trembling, but while he was breathing, Yuan Shang suddenly burst out again, like the injured leopard, and cut it against Yuan Bing's neck who had just escaped from the bridge with a breathless sword.

Yuan Shang is also a master of swordsmanship. He cut the sword with one hand and was much more neat than Wang Hou's chicken claws. In the sound of the sniffle, the sword was bleeding. He caught him off guard. Yuan Bing held the neck that was cut halfway through the cut, and fell to the ground with blood. But after killing someone, Yuan Shang was still very unhappy. He held the sword and shouted and cursed angrily.

"You bunch of trash! Useless cowards!"

The sinister and resentful eyes made Yuan Bing, who was not far away from him, all of them were terrified. Even if they were panic and fleeing, they would go around the head of their family. This was Yuan Shang's last glory! He looked back at the battlefield where he was still shouting for killing with great resentment. He also snatched the reins of the horse, turned over the horse, and then dragged the bloody steel sword to flee north in panic.

When he escaped, the Yuan army in Jizhou in the middle was completely defeated and destroyed! At the same time, the strongest spear on the right, Hebei, the 10,000 northern cavalry, was defeated under the attack of Zhang He's corps and Zhang Liao's cavalry. A large number of cavalrymen were fleeing west in panic, and those who were wrapped in the battlefield simply knelt on the ground and surrendered.

It has to be admitted that the combat effectiveness of this cavalry that absorbed the Han army's border troops was indeed outstanding. It caused him thousands of casualties to attack the Zhang Liao infantry formation in succession. Unfortunately, the masters can decide the victory or defeat at a little bit. The Qingzhou cavalry equipped with stirrups strongly tore open the Ma Yan cavalry formation, and their defeat was also destined!

At this time, the only anxious person on the battlefield was Zhang Kai's troops on the left bank! However, the two armies had been defeated, and he obviously had no intention of fighting again. Yuan's army, who had swept across the south bank of the Zhang River like a rising tide, panic holding a spear to maintain a chaotic formation, fighting and retreating with difficulty, slowly retreating to the north bank of the Zhang River.

However, it was Le Jin's turn to show his power! He was approaching Zhang Kai's army and was very impressed. He had a rare chance to beat the dog in the water. He also transformed into Sasuke Uchiha, threw away the heavy spear, pulled out the lighter sub-weapon ring-headed sword, waving it while hissing and roaring with all his might.

"Hide there!"

"Don't let one go! Chase!"

While moving forward, the Cao army archers on the mountain kept laying arrows at the gentle beach. The Xu Duba Mansion Army, who had maintained the formation for a long time, threw heavy long-handled weapons or shields, drew out their swords and chased them behind them. Some Yuan soldiers held spears and resisted on the spot for a few times, and then they were left by the retreating army. They were immediately chopped to the ground by the Cao army holding light weapons like wolves!

But just when Le Jin was clamoring for the army, suddenly, the sound of horse hooves on the flank of Xuchang Army, like thunder, suddenly sounded. When he looked back in shock, he looked at it with a large flag of Korean characters. The front army was dressed as Qiang people, shook his axes and threw guns, and even killed them with great momentum, and trampled them directly without caring about the friendly forces.

The shallows crossing the river are so long. Before the right-wing Cao army could react, a large number of them were already swept under the iron hooves of these Xiliang horses.

Since the eighteen princes attacked Dong Zhuo, the Kanto warlords and the Kanto warlords had already formed a mutual contempt relationship. Then, Le Jin's eyes turned red. He held the knife in a slanted manner and ran over in anger.

"His uncle! These Liangzhou barbarians! Compete with me for military merits? Come on! Blow me up! Go ahead!”

Le Jin was full of angry calls. Xuchang's army, who had been hiding from the side in a panic, had to bite the bullet and chase after him. This time he didn't pay attention to the formation and just rushed forward in a hurry. The shoal of this ferry was not big, and his own people had another internal strife, crowded together, and no one allowed him to let him go.

This scene gave Zhang Kai a chance. He was stuck, but he might not be able to escape without leaving a thousand people. Now, Cao Jun himself started to choke, leaving a hundred people as a suicide squad with spears behind the palace. He took his men and horses and quickly left the river bank and ran away.

The interlude of this scene also delayed the war for about an hour. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Jun, who was squeezed into a group on the south bank and like pigs, pulled out one by one, unloaded his weapons and guarded him. It took more than half an hour to prepare the prisoners. Rizhao Brigade then squeezed out Qu's men and horses, rushed across the Zhang River, and rushed into Yuan Shang's camp.

With more than 20,000 troops in the middle army, less than 3,000 people fled back to Hebei, Yuan Shang had become a frightened bird. He had already run away without a trace at this moment. However, people could run away, but the baggage could not escape. A large camp basically fell into Wang Hou's hands.

Amid the sound of hey, two light infantrymen chopped Yuan Jun's flagpole with their swords and chopped the bamboo. With a creaking sound, the heavy flagpole tilted and collapsed, and hit the ground with a bang. The bright red Yuan flag that once enveloped the entire Hebei fell heavily into the dust.

He had been waiting for a long time. In the tenth song, Zhuge Hui took out a knife, cut off the flag-binding rope again, held it in both hands, and trotted back, and handed it to Wang Hou.

This is the second time in Wang Hou's career that he has taken the flag! Just like Dong Zhuo and Taishi in "The New Three Kingdoms", surrounded by cultural relics, he proudly slapped his hand and grabbed the flag in the heart of his hand.

"Mr. The governor of the state! General Le Jin and Mr. Han Zhang seem to have started fighting! Let's not care?"

Seeing Wang Hou shaking the flag in front of him like Wang Hou, looking left and right, Zhao Yun couldn't help but clasped his fists heavily on the side. However, Wang Hou didn't even turn his head back and hummed indifferently.

"Let them go!"

After the explanation, he was a little reluctant to hand over Yuan Shangshuai's flag and handed it over to a cavalryman around him...

"The flying cavalry returned to the camp, reported the victory to the prime minister, and then ordered the reserve army Wang Zhonglang to quickly bring the ox cart and the civilians to come over to me!
Chapter completed!